The next morning was wrought with waiting... Waiting for the fucking plane to come in. I had NOTHING to do!!!
I went to the airport museum but they were closed!
Finally I gave up, went to the airport and checked in my freedom. My car. Wandered through the airport and read a book for hours upon hours. In one hallway, they had a sports hall of fame. Boozer is from Anchorage!
Then... just like that... It was over. And my last fucking pic is of Boozer? Shit. No... Won't have it. Here it is: ALASKA:
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